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ROADIE 1: You wanted to sing? ROADIE 2: Yeah.

Their one single.

ROADIE 1: Keith! Keep one in there, okay?

Hey, Keith!

NARRATOR: Two buses, two trucks.

Fourteen roadies.

Twenty tons of equipment.

PA, 30,000 watts.

Lights, 300,000 watts.

Los Angeles, San Francisco, San Antonio, Dallas, Houston.

New York, Chicago, Columbus, Jacksonville, Cleveland.

Munich, Essen, Hamburg, Paris, Lille.

Nice, Toulouse, Amsterdam, London, Glasgow.

Two, two, two.

Hey, two.

One, two, two.

Two, two, two.

Two, one, two, two.

Yeah, that's about it.

Two, two, one, two.

ROADIE 1: Here l am, traveling around with nothing....

MAN 1: Hi, Mom.

MAN 2: Hi, Mom.

MAN 3: Change it a bit, each track.

MAN 2: Never get to it.

There's a T-shirt every take. Can you throw it? T-shirt.

Lock and load.

Terrific.

All right.

Thank you.

MAN 1: What's that? MAN 2: Extension.

I need another one.

Listen, work up the....

MAN 1: Hey, lad, how are you doing in there?

Phil? Yeah.

Well, he's good too, except he likes picking his nose with the drumsticks.

And he'll keep flicking them at you.

It gets a bit out of hand, but you learn to duck, you know.

That's why I run around.

Cliff? Eh, well....

He's like, um, Phil, you know. He's always swinging the bass.

So you gotta learn to duck him too, you know what l'm saying?

Keep dodging the guitar.

And Bon's Bon. Bon's very--

See, he's very different too, you know. Bon is a very individual person.

What can I say? He's a lunatic, but he's great, you know.

NARRATOR: Angus. ANGUS: Young.

NARRATOR: Cliff. CLIFF: Richards.

NARRATOR: Phil. PHlL: Ruddy.

NARRATOR: Malcolm. MALCOLM: Young.

NARRATOR: Bon. BON: Bon

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One, two.

[BON SHOUTS]

[SINGlNG] Well, if you're lookin' for trouble

I'm the man to see

If you're lookin' for satisfaction

I'm satisfaction guaranteed

Cooler than a body on ice

I'm hotter than a rollin' dice

Send you to heaven And I'll take you to hell

l ain't foolin' Can't you tell

I'm a live wire

Hey I'm a live wire

Live wire

I'm a live wire

Yeah

If you need some lovin'

And if you need a man

You've got the phone and the number Baby

And l got no future plans

Oh, come on, honey You got nothin' to lose

You got the thirst And l got the booze

Give you an inch Take you a mile

I wanna make you smile

-Live wire -Live wire

-l'm a live wire -Live wire

-Live wire -Live wire

And l'm gonna set your soul on fire

I'm gonna burn it, yeah

Oh, stick this in your fuse box

Come on

Do you remember About what we arranged?

Oh, l don't know if l'm gonna make it

I don't know if l'm gonna make it

You're gonna burn tonight

-Because l'm a live wire -Live wire

Hey, l'm a live wire

Live wire

Hey, l'm a live wire

Live wire

I'm a live wire

Live wire

-Live wire -Live wire

Please, please, hurry Go

-Live wire -Live wire

-l'm a live wire -Live wire

-Live wire -Live wire

Yeah

[CROWD CHEERING]

Hello, merci.

Hello, Paris.

We have something else, it's called "Shot Down in Flames."

[PLAYING "SHOT DOWN lN FLAMES"]

One, two.

[SINGlNG] Out on the town, looking for a woman

Gonna give me good love

Anybody want to hang out with me?

And maybe burn me up?

She was standing alone Over by the jukebox

Like she's something to sell

I said, baby, what's the going price?

She told me to go to hell

Shot down in flames

Ain't it a shame

To be shot down in flames

Singles bar, got my eye on a honey

Hanging out everywhere

She might be straight She might want my money

But l really don't care

I said, baby, you're driving me crazy

I laid it out on the line.

When a guy With a chip on his shoulder said:

Toss off, buddy, she's mine

Shot down in flames

Ain't it a shame

To be shot down in flames

Hey, you

Shoot me

Shot down in flames

Ain't it a shame

To be shot down in flames

Shot down in flames

Ain't it a shame

To be shot down in flames

I don't want to be

I don't want to be Shot down in flames

It's getting kind of warm in here, isn't it, eh?

It gets too hot, just take it off...

...and throw it away.

Song which is about a pretty hot place on this earth.

Called "Hell Ain't a Bad Place to Be."

[PLAYING "HELL AIN'T A BAD PLACE TO BE"]

[SINGlNG] Hey, you

Hey, you

Sometimes l think this woman Is kinda hot

Sometimes l think this woman Is sometimes not

Put me down Fool me around

What's she doing to me?

Out for satisfaction Any piece of action

That ain't the way it should be

She needs lovin' Smells out a man

She's gotta see

Pours my beer Licks my ear

Brings out the devil in me

Hell ain't a bad place to be

Spends my money, drinks my booze

Stays out every night

And l got to thinking Hey, just a minute

Something ain't right

Disillusions and confusion

They make me want to cry

All the same Playin' your games

Tellin' me your lies

I don't mind her playing a demon, baby

As long as it's with me

If this is hell then you could say

It's heavenly

Hell ain't a bad place to be

Late at night turns down the lights

Closes up on me

Bares my heart Tears it apart

Brings out the devil in me

Hell ain't no bad place to be

Hell ain't a bad place to be

Oh, no

Hell ain't a bad place to be

[CROWD CHEERING]

Thank you.

We'd like to dedicate this next song to Paris and all the Parisians here tonight.

A song about sin, sex and all that.

And this is called "Sin City."

[PLAYING "SIN ClTY"]

Hey!

[SINGlNG] Diamonds and dust

Poor man last Rich man first

Lamborghinis Caviar

Dry martinis Shangri-la

I got a burnin' feelin'

Deep inside of me

It's yearnin'

But I'm gonna set it free, hey

I'm going to Sin City

I'm gonna win in Sin City

Where the lights are bright

Do the town tonight

I'm gonna win in Sin City

Oh, let me roll you

Because there's ladders

And there's snakes

Ladders give Snakes take

Thank you.

[SINGlNG] Rich man, poor man

Beggarman, thief

Ain't got a hope in hell

That's my belief

Finger Freddy

Diamond Jim

They're getting ready

'Cause l'm comin' in

So spin that wheel Cut that pack

Roll those loaded dice

Bring on the dancing girls

And put the champagne on ice

I'm going in to Sin City

And l'm gonna win in Sin City

Where the lights are bright

Do the town tonight

I'm gonna win in Sin City

[CROWD CHEERING]

INTERVlEWER: Are you waiting for the third World War?

Well, that's a good question, because, like, in times like wars and things like that...

...the only people who seem to come out of it all right are musicians.

Like, there's always--

You know, they send...

...musicians off to play concerts and things for the troops.

You know?

So l might do a Glenn Miller.

And be flying to play a concert for the troops.

And we'll get lost in the Alps in Switzerland or something, heh.

-l'm the third World War, yeah. MAN: Yeah.

I'm a pacifist.

-l started it. -Could you explain it again, please?

If it happens, I'll just, you know, get drunk.

Why? Do I need a ticket?

[CROWD CHEERING]

BON: Thank you very much.

Or, as I say in my perfect French, merci.

[BON SPEAKlNG lN FRENCH]

And Eiffel Tower.

Here's a song now from the new album, the Highway to Hell album.

A little ditty called "I Wanna Walk All Over You."

[AC/DC PLAYlNG "WALK ALL OVER YOU"]

BON [SlNGING]: Out of my way l'm running high

Take your chance with me And I'll give it a try

Ain't no woman in the world I know

But ain't I lookin' for an overflow

Whoa, baby, I ain't got much

Resistance to your touch

Take off the high heels Let down your hair

Paradise ain't far from there

I wanna walk all over you

-I wanna walk all over you -Walk all over you

-Do anything you want me to, baby -Walk all over you

I wanna walk all over you

Reflections on the bedroom wall

And there you thought you'd see it all

We're rising, falling like the sea

You're looking so good under me

-I wanna walk all over you -Walk all over you

-Do anything you want me to, to you -I wanna walk all over you

I wanna walk all over you

Whoa

Angus? Well, I reckon he's kind of crazy.

Since the first night l saw the band, it was in, uh...

...a club back in Australia, you know.

And l knew the manager.

I'd never seen the band before. I'd never even heard of AC/DC.

And the manager said, "Just stand here.

And the band comes on in, like, two minutes."

So l stood there and the band comes on...

...and there's this little guy, you know, about that big...

...in a school uniform with a bag on his back...

...going crazy, and l laughed.

They must have been on for half an hour.

I laughed, and l still laugh.

And l think he's great.

It mesmerizes me. You know?

It's very exciting.

Like, l was in a situation once where l had a broken hand.

We had to get a replacement for a few weeks.

And, uh, for a few nights I sat at the front and watched...

...and l enjoyed it very much.

Except for the other guy playing drums, of course.

CLIFF: He amazes me.

I love to watch him all the time.

He amazes me.

He's better than Mick Jagger.

And Elton John.

And Rod Stewart.

And Paul McCartney.

"Who's the ugly little man up there?"

[CROWD CHEERING]

[ANGUS PLAYlNG NOTES ON GUlTAR]

[BAND PLAYlNG "BAD BOY BOOGIE"]

[SINGlNG] On the day I was born the rain fell down

There was trouble brewing In my home town

It was the seventh day I was the seventh son

And it scared the hell out of everyone

Everyone

I said up and they said down

They said straight, I said round

They said lost, and I said found

I do the bad boy boogie

Being a bad boy ain't that bad

I've had more dirty women Than most men ever had

I just line them up And l knock them down

And they all come running When the word got round

I said up When they said down

They said straight When l said round

They said lost When I said found

I do the bad boy boogie all over town

All over your town

Like this

There he is!

[CROWD CLAPPlNG TO RHYTHM]

[CROWD CHEERING]

[MUSlC SOFTENS]

[MUSlC VOLUME lNCREASES]

[SINGlNG] I wanna tell you no story, tell you no lie

I was born to love Till the day l die

So you women Come along with me

And I'll show you how good A bad boy can be

I said up When they said down

They said straight When l said round

They said lost When I said found

They said free And l said bound

I do the bad boy

Do the bad boy

I'm just a bad boy

Doin' the bad boy boogie

[CHEERlNG]

I'm a bad boy

Thank you.

So we'd like you all to join in the middle of this one here. It's, uh....

It's called, "She's Got the Jack."

[CROWD CHEERING]

[PLAYING "SHE'S GOT THE JACK"]

[SINGlNG] She gave me her mind

And then she gave me her body

But she'd give it to anybody

But l made her cry

And l made her scream Ow!

And l curdled her cream

But how was l to know That she had been there before?

She told me she was a virgin

She was number nine ninety-nine

On the clinical list

And l fell in love With the dirty little bitch

She's got the jack

Jack, jack, jack

She's got the jack

She could dance

I want you to sing to me!

Louder!

CROWD [SlNGING]: She's got the jack

She's got the jack

BON: Ah, give it to me.

CROWD [SlNGING]: She's got the jack

She's got the jack

Jack, jack, jack Jack, jack, jack

She's got the jack

Whoa!

Ooh

[GROANING]

She's got the jack

Jack, jack, jack Jack, jack, jack

She's got the jack

INTERVlEWER: What do you think of Malcolm?

Oh, the quiet one. He's the quiet one, isn't he? Yeah.

Malcolm's kind of a strong-playing companion.

So....

There's a lot of strength between Malcolm, Cliff and l on-stage.

And that's kind of-- That's the most important thing.

PHlL: He's the brains.

He's the, uh....

No flattery intended, of course, but he's, uh--

He's got pretty good insight to what is happening in the business...

...and what's happening in the band.

Uh, I'm really glad to be associated with him.

ANGUS: Good.

Fine. Upstanding.

Likes to drink.

INTERVlEWER: As a brother?

As a brother? Fine. Good. Yeah.

He's good. He's on my height. The same size.

You can look him in the eye, you know?

The notorious Young brothers.

INTERVlEWER: Do you compose?

Nothing to worry, uh, Lennon and McCartney about.

Um, bits and pieces.

We all put--

Make my own music, uh, titles.

Uh, but on lyrics--

Lyrically it's usually Bon who comes up with the words.

I write the, um, words to the songs.

INTERVlEWER: And the music?

I can't write. l wouldn't know the first thing about music.

For myself a little.

I'm not what you would call a good songwriter.

Yeah, both. A combination.

INTERVlEWER: A combination? -Yeah.

INTERVlEWER: What do you think is the most important--?

-What do you enjoy most? ls it to play? -Um....

I like playing.

INTERVlEWER: More than to compose?

Yeah, l like-- You like both...

...but the biggest thing is playing in front of the people.

[PLAYING "HlGHWAY TO HELL"]

[CROWD CHEERING]

[SINGlNG] Living easy, living free

Season ticket on a one-way ride

Asking nothing Leave me be

Taking everything in my stride

Don't need reason, don't need rhyme

Ain't nothing l would rather do

Going down Party time

My friends are gonna be there too

I'm on the highway to hell

Highway to hell

On the highway to hell

Highway to hell

No stop signs Speed limit

Nobody's gonna slow me down

Like a wheel Gonna spin it

Nobody's gonna fuck me around

Hey, Satan, paid my dues

Playing in a rocking band

Hey, Mama, look at me

I'm on my way to the promised land

On the highway to hell

Highway to hell

On the highway to hell

Highway to hell

Please don't you stop me

[SHOUTS]

On the highway to hell

Highway to hell

The highway to hell

Highway to hell

Ow! Highway to hell

I'm on the highway to hell

Highway to hell

On the highway to hell

And l'm going down

Highway

I'm on the highway to hell

[CROWD CHEERING]

[PLAYING "GlRLS GOT RHYTHM"]

[SINGlNG] I've been around the world

I've seen a million girls

Ain't one of them got

What my lady she's got

Stealing the spotlight

Knock me off my feet

She's enough to start a landslide

Just a-walkin' down the street

She's wearing dresses so tight

She's looking like dynamite

Enough to blow me out

No doubt about it Can't live without it

The girl's got rhythm

Girl's got rhythm

The girl's got rhythm

The backseat rhythm

The girl's got rhythm

She's like a lethal brand

Too much for any man

She gives me first degree

And really satisfies me

Love me till I'm legless

Aching and sore

Enough to stop a freight train

Or start the third World War

You know l'm losin' sleep

But I'm in too deep

And my body needs love

No doubt about it Can't live without it

-The girl's got rhythm -The girl's got rhythm

-The backseat rhythm -The backseat rhythm

The girl's got rhythm

You know she moves like sin

And when she lets me in

It's like liquid love

No doubt about it Can't live without it

-The girl's got rhythm -The girl's got rhythm

-The backseat rhythm -Backseat rhythm

-The girl's got rhythm -The girl's got rhythm

-You know she really got the rhythm -The girl's got rhythm

-The backseat rhythm -The backseat rhythm

-Rock 'n' roll rhythm -Rock 'n' roll rhythm

The girl's got rhythm

[CROWD CHEERING]

For the first album we hung out here.

Just a little while back.

[ANGUS PLAYlNG BLUES RIFF ON GUlTAR]

[PLAYING "HlGH VOLTAGE"]

Oh, come on!

[SINGlNG] Well, you ask me 'bout the clothes I wear

Now you ask me why l grow my hair

And you ask me why I'm in a band

I dig doin' one night stands

And you wanna see me shakin' my thing

All you have to do is plug me into high

I get high

High voltage Rock 'n' roll

High voltage

High voltage, right

High voltage Rock 'n' roll

And you ask me why I like to dance

And you ask me why I like to sing

And you ask me why I like to play

Got to get my kicks some way

And you wanna know what I'm all about Oh, come on

Let me hear you shout

High

I said high

High voltage Rock 'n' roll

High voltage

High voltage, yeah

High voltage Rock 'n' roll

Rock 'n' roll

How you doing down in the back there? Hey.

[SINGlNG] High, come on

CROWD [SlNGING]: High

Give it to me loud.

[SINGlNG] High

CROWD [SlNGING]: High

BON: Yeah, come on.

[SINGlNG] High

CROWD: High

High

CROWD: High

BON: High

CROWD: High

Ooh

High voltage Rock 'n' roll

High voltage

High voltage, yeah

High voltage Rock 'n' roll

Rock 'n' roll

[CROWD CHEERING]

ANGUS: They remind me of myself and-- INTERVlEWER: Yeah.

ANGUS: So l just put my--

Draw them with my school suit on and the uniform...

...and the little tie on, you know?

My trademark, you know?

If ever l'm somewhere I don't like, I just leave a little drawing of the devil...

...with a school suit.

Restaurants, when they give you bad service...

...you know, just draw it on the napkin.

It's pretty hard to wash off.

INTERVlEWER: Is it a kind of signature?

ANGUS: Yeah, signature, yeah.

It's fun. Instead of putting an autograph, just put a devil, you know?

Devil, le diable.

Years of practice.

PHlL: Cliff's more my age, you know?

We're the old men of the band, like, you know what l mean?

And, yeah, we go out drinking together and, yeah, share the same women...

...and things like that, you know?

It's pretty good.

BON: Uh, whose is this? Thank you.

All right.

[CHATTERlNG lNDlSTlNCTLY]

-Whose pen is this one? MAN 1: That's us.

-Where is Angus? BON: ln bed.

MAN 2: Lazy. BON: He's sleeping.

I guess back in about 1 957 or 8, I think it was, you know...

...and l used to sing in the shower, my mom would say:

"Bon, if you can't sing proper songs, shut up."

You know, "Don't sing this rock 'n' roll garbage."

And now, of course, she loves it very much, you know?

INTERVlEWER: When did you meet the other boys of the band?

I used to work for the band.

I used to work for an agency in South Australia.

And l was the chauffeur, and l used to drive the band around...

...from hotel to the gig and back to the hotel, you know?

And, uh, these guys were looking for a singer, you know?

And l said, "l can sing." Ha-ha-ha.

So they give me a tryout, and l got the job.

So l went from being the chauffeur to the singer. Ha-ha-ha.

INTERVlEW: Bon, the other boys of the band say that you're great but, uh, a little special.

Do you know what they mean by that?

I'm a special drunkard. l drink too much.

INTERVlEWER: What do you think they really mean?

I don't know. lt could be anything coming from them, you know?

INTERVlEWER: Do you feel you're a star?

No. I see stars sometimes.

Women are lovely. God's gift to man. Ha-ha-ha.

Big blonds, you know? Brunettes, you know?

And with a wiggle, you know?

Sex, usually.

Well, tiredness, l sleep. Boredom, sex.

If you can have it.

Anywhere. Anywhere.

INTERVlEWER: Men?

Men? Men are all right.

You shake their hand, say hello, but women are special.

You can hug them.

[ALL LAUGHING]

BON: Great football catch.

MAN 1: Watch this, all of you.

[BAND CHATTERING INDISTINCTLY]

MAN 1: That thing is gonna go.

Yeah.

PHlL: And it's a goal.

[ALL CHEERING]

BON: And the band.

I'd hide from them, you know?

If I see them waIking down the street, I'd run, you know?

Probably liable to kill you, you know?

PHlL: Great. Best band in the world.

Best job l ever had.

CLIFF: AC/DC.

Bit like an earthquake, you know?

BON: --about that big fat woman out there.

And this is called "A Whole Lotta Rosie."

[PLAYING "WHOLE LOTTA ROSlE"]

CROWD: Angus!

Angus!

BON [SlNGING]: I wanna tell you a story

About a woman I know

When it comes to making love

Oh, she steals the show

She ain't exactly pretty

She ain't exactly small

Forty-two thirty-nine fifty-six You could say she's got it all

I've never had a woman I've never had a woman like you

Doing all the things Doing all the things you do

Ain't no fairy story Ain't no skin and bone

But you give it all you got At 1 9 stone

'Cause you're a whole lotta woman

A whole lotta woman

A whole lotta Rosie

You're a whole lotta woman

Honey, you can do it Do it to me all night long

'Cause you're the only one to turn me Only one to turn me on

All through the nighttime Right around the clock

Oh, to my surprise Rosie never stops

'Cause you're a whole lotta woman

Woman

A whole lotta Rosie

Whole lotta Rosie

You're a whole lotta woman

Whole lotta woman

A whole lotta woman

A whole lotta Rosie

Whole lotta woman

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, a woman

Rosie

Baby, baby, baby Baby, baby, yeah

[CROWD CHEERING]

[ANGUS TUNING GUlTAR]

BON: Thank you. Just take a couple seconds for this.

Tune it, just a couple of strings.

[PLAYING "ROCKER"]

[SINGlNG] l'm a rocker, roller

Right out of controller

l'm a wheeler, dealer A wicked woman stealer

l'm a bruiser, rockin' rollin' man

Slicked back hair, skin-tight jeans Cadillac car and a teenage dream

l'm a rocker, roller, Rocker, roller

Rocker Rockin' rollin' man

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Lurex socks, blue suede shoes V8 car and tattoos

l'm a rocker, roller Rocker, roller

Rocker Rockin' rollin' man

Yow!

Rocker, roller Rocker, roller

Rocker Rockin' rollin' man

Ah, let's roll!

Hey.

Rocker, roller Rocker, roller

Rocker

Whoa

[CROWD CHEERING]

[PLAYING ROCK RlFFS]

[CROWD CHEERING]

CROWD: Hey!

Hey!

Hey! Hey! Hey!

Hey!

Hey! Hey! Hey!

[CROWD SHOUTING lNDISTINCTLY]

BON [SlNGING]: Whoa

[CROWD CHEERING]

[PLAYING "LET THERE BE ROCK"]

[SINGlNG] In the beginning back in 1 955

Man didn't know about a rock 'n' roll show And all that jive

The white man had the schmaltz The black man had the blues

No one knew what they was gonna do But Tchaikovsky had the news

He said, "Let there be light"

And there was light

"Let there be sound"

And there was sound

"Let there be drums"

We got the drums

"Let there be guitar"

And there was guitar

Oh, let there be rock

Whoa

And it came to pass That rock 'n' roll was born

All across the land every rockin' band Was blowing up a storm

And the guitar man got famous The businessman got rich

And in every bar there was a superstar With a seven-year itch

And there were 1 5 million fingers Learning how to play

And you could hear the fingers picking And this is what they had to say

Let there be light

Sound, drums, guitar

Oh, let there be rock

One night in a club Called The Shaking Hand

There was a 92-decibel rocking band

And the music was good And the music was loud

And the singer turned And he said to the crowd

Let there be rock

Hey

[CROWD CHEERING]

[PLAYING ROCK RlFF]

[CROWD CHEERING]

BON: Good night, Paris.

Good night.

[CROWD CHEERING]

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